Where Does Time Go?

One minute everything seems to take forever and the next, 2 years have gone by in a flash! Much has happened in the past years and yet it seems like nothing at all happened. Oh, the paradox of living life here in form. And the events happening of late are quite surreal, resembling a movie I’ve seen or a great mystery novel I’ve read. Unfortunately, to me anyway, we are live, and moving at warped speeds into the Fourth Industrial Revolution, as the World Economic Forum has dubbed these times, which they and many other world and private organizations (WHO, UN, IMF, Gates Foundation….) have been planning for a long time. And yet, as with Time, there is also another space happening simultaneously, a great awakening to who we REALLY are, to all that is, to the eternal, beyond structure. What powerful and interesting times indeed! May the Light outshine all darkness and may we find our ‘right’ place in the world.

On that, may I share with you the wondrous creatures who share my studio space and around my home. Much love.

Why Georgia


I finally met Carol Buckley, Founder of The Elephant Sanctuary in Tennessee and Elephant Aid International, in Nepal at one of her elephant footcare workshops.

I had been following her, mostly after she was no longer at her sanctuary due to a hostile corporate take over and a radical change in elephant welfare management. After picking herself up off the ground, her friends sent her to Asia in hopes she could offer her expertise there. She travelled through India, Thailand, Nepal, Sri Lanka and Vietnam experiencing the plight of the captive wild elephant population as well as the rapidly emerging and devastating human-elephant conflict with wild elephants. She developed programs and trainings for compassionate care, pedicures for elephants as well as creating chain free corals so elephants could live a slightly freer life.

After 7 yrs, she made the decision to start another elephant refuge here in the states, Elephant Refuge North America. While I was in Nepal, the land was under contract though Carol would not divulge the whereabouts. Upon returning to the states, I contacted Carol and asked if I could join her at the refuge to assist in its creation. She said yes and I was given the location to pursue my next move. In 2 months, my house was rented and we, Toisan and I, were off to Attapulgus Georgia……

A Return to the Studio After Some Life Adventures!

Not much of a writer nor one to stay long behind a computer, yet I will attempt to share aspects of my life, which is such a potpourri!

First, the slow build for a studio. The recent arrival of the POD with all my equipment – welder, plasma cutter, air compressor, welding table etc etc. In the  barn, the stuff that came in the first POD – because the POD in the back was too heavy to lift so we had to unload and load another POD! And in the foreground, potential.

Next, the recent, third and last move from Santa Fe to South Georgia (the why a bit later!)

I exhibited great restraint this trip and stayed in a hotel 2 nights! Usually, I drive, stop at a rest stop, sleep a few hours and drive until I reach my destination, body vibrating all the way! The trip went fairly well except for a minor blow out of one of the trailer tires carrying my car! 3 Hours later I was back on the road.